All aboard the Friday Flash Fiction Train! Each week, a new prompt will take us to parts unknown – sit back, check out the prompt, and enjoy the ride.
Two weeks ago, we had a winner! Congrats to Stephanie Ayers on kicking off our story. Be sure to congratulate her at her social media links:
Check out her piece below, then give the prompt at the end a shot!
The cacophony of bird song woke Julia earlier than usual. A warm ray of sun filtered across her face from the gap in her bedroom curtains. She basked in it for a moment, waiting for the warmth to work itself into her heart. (43)
Her heart… She didn’t think she would ever feel anything but stone there ever again. The weight of it crushed her chest, weakened not only her will to survive, but also to ever leave this room again. Her only hope now lay in finding her daughter’s killer and acquainting him with every torrid mark he left on Sophie’s body. Every morning the sun shared a ray, she found new resolve. It only took one new piece of information to bring her closer to his hiding place.
His hiding place… If the cops hadn’t quit, he’d be found by now, but they did. She put all her resources into picking up where they left off. If the beast lived, she would find him. She swore to her daughter’s grave it would happen.
Her cellphone vibrated off her nightstand, landing face up on the floor. She eyed it reluctantly, wary of anyone calling her this early. 842-657-5454 glowed from the screen. Her eyebrows furrowed and her mouth dropped in shock. Impossible!
“Sophie?” she answered, hope hiding behind uncertainty. No sound came from the receiver.
“Sophie?” she tried again. She closed her eyes, held her breath, and listened hard. Breathing. Shallow and thick, but there.
“Sophie? Is that you?”
The breathing quickened. “Mo–” squeaked out before the line died.
“No! Don’t hang up!” Julia screamed at her phone. “Sophie!” She pressed the redial button and called her back.
Ring. Julia’s heart hammered in her chest. Ring. She jumped as the second ring burst the silence. Ring. Her chest heaved as she breathed. Ring. Nothing but the stabbing silence. Riiinnnnggg. Click.
Julia’s hand trembled as she stared at her phone. Deep breaths calmed her down yet blood still raced through her veins. She pulled open her nightstand drawer and fumbled around until she found the business card she sought. “Det. Ian Somerall” glared at her in thick black print. The corners had been worn thin from her fingers picking at them. Her hand trembled harder as she punched his number into her phone. She’d worn his number out in the early days, too, and didn’t even know if he would answer now. She had to try.
Ring. She sighed as no one answered. Ring.
PROMPT: “For every good reason there is to lie, there is a better reason to tell the truth.” – Bo Bennett
Remember the rules:
- Every week, a random prompt will be posted on Friday. Participants have until Wednesday at 12:00 PM EST to write and submit a response in the comment section. Your story must be posted in the comments to count.
- The catch – after the first week with a winner, the responses to the weekly prompts must build off the previous week’s winning entry, continuing its story. To avoid never-ending stories, the contest will reset every 5 weeks. We’re aiming to tell a story in 5-episode bursts.
- Voting will be open to decide a winner from Wednesday at 12PM EST to Thursday at 10PM EST. Voting will be on site and also in our Facebook group, OWS Word Mafia.
- The winning piece will be featured in the next prompt, with links to the winner’s social media.
- Word limit: 400.
- All responses are property of the authors.
- Completed stories might also be compiled into ebooks in the future!
Remember – participants should include name/pen name and any links they’d like to share for promotional purposes (Twitter, FB Page, Goodreads, Website, etc).
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